“God, Z. You’re so incredibly beautiful, I can’t believe you’re mine.” Ty pulled me closer to him and ran his hands up and down my back while kissing me so passionately, I could barely remember my name. Slowly, he slid one hand across my side over the soft swell of my stomach and cupped my mound over my yoga pants. Gripping his soft hair at the nape of his neck with one hand to make sure our mouths didn’t lose contact, I yanked down my waistband and Ty helped me shimmy out of my bottoms.
Our tongues danced together. He worked his fingers down into the wetness under my panties. Moaning at his touch which ignited every sexual desire I’d ever had; it was impossible for me not to surge against his fingers seeking more.
Feeling the rough pads of his fingers in my most private area was a revelation. Smiling against my mouth, Ty suckled on my bottom lip then licked and kissed along my jaw to my neck and under my ear. Holy hell, when he slipped an entire finger inside me every muscle in my pussy clenched around it. Every molecule in my body felt like a live wire. My belly knotted in arousal, and I couldn’t stand up anymore.
We sank side-by-side onto my bed, his finger still buried inside me pushing in and out and spreading my wetness everywhere. I kissed his neck, caressed his face, and reached down to feel his thick, hard cock straining in his boxer briefs. We were still fumbling novices, but the passion was real in our soulful kisses as we explored each other and worked our bodies into a frenzy.
Panting, our lips parted for just a moment and he traced my face with the fingertips of the hand that wasn’t giving me the greatest pleasure I’d ever known. I ran the pads of my fingers over his knuckles and turned his hand over and traced each finger, and whispered, “I love you” over and over. Ty gently cupped my face and whispered that he loved me too.
Ty withdrew his finger and together we pulled my white tank top up and off me, exposing my nipples, which were already puckered almost painfully tight. Staring in wonder at my breasts, Ty caressed them with both hands, running his thumbs over my diamond-hard peaks. Electricity shot straight down to my pussy.
“Holy fuck, Zoey, you’re so—soo—fuuuuck,” Ty looked at me with such devotion, so much unconditional love, I hoped he knew that I felt the same way.
Bending over me, he worshipped each breast in succession, kissing and swirling his tongue all around my flesh, sucking my nipples into his mouth. The sensation of his wet tongue and the gentle suction nearly sent me over the edge. Whimpering with untethered desire, I clutched at his shoulders and ground my core against his thigh, desperately seeking pressure where I needed it. Ty’s hard cock pressed against me as he continued his adoration of my body, exploring my arms, belly, back, and thighs thoroughly, as if he were cataloging every inch.
Shifting us so that I was straddling him, Ty set me against his bulging cock so that it nestled tightly against my pussy through our underwear. Instinctively, I thrust against him, bracing myself on his chest. Ty’s eyes were half-mast, watching my boobs jiggle. We moved against each other, his hands gently guiding my hips back and forth to build our pleasure to an absolute boiling point. He moved one hand to cup my bottom and pull me even tighter against his big cock, and the connection made me so wet that I soaked him through my panties.
Growling with desire, with one hand he pulled my face to his and we kissed fiercely. His other hand gripped my hip and continued to move me back and forth against his hard length. The stimulation was overwhelming.
“Zoey, God. You feel so amazing, you’re so fucking beautiful.” Ty couldn’t stop touching me, moving me against him.
“Ty, please let me see you. Ohmygod, this feels so good.” My full sexuality was unleashed, desire for my guy was the only thing that mattered to me in the moment.
“Yes, yes.” Ty released his grip on my hips, running his hands along my legs, encouraging me to take what I wanted.
Eagerly, I scooted down his thighs and slowly pulled down his plain white boxer briefs to reveal his cock. Like a present, it protruded up from a thatch of dark hair against his flat stomach. His penis was the first one I’d seen in real life, and it was utterly magnificent. Awestruck, I tentatively reached out and grasped him with one hand, stroking him slowly. I felt slightly petrified at how he would ever fit inside my virgin walls.
Still straddling his thighs, I must have been staring, fascinated at feeling the smooth, velvety skin stretched over his iron-hard length, because Ty caressed my face with one big hand and brought me back to earth with a sexy smile. Gently he closed his other hand over mine and together we worked up and down his shaft. I watched our hands in awe as he showed me how he liked being touched. Not long after, I couldn’t resist leaning down to lick and then suck on the bulbous head of his cock.
“Jesus, butterfly.” He bolted up and I comically flopped to the side of him on my bed. “Putting your mouth on me, fuck— It feels too good and I’m already hanging on here by a thread.”
“Do you have a condom?” I asked hopefully. Huge or not, I was so excited, I just wanted him inside me.
“I don’t, babe. We need to take things slowly.” Ty rolled toward me, took me in his arms and reached down and traced circles around the edge of my panties with one hand. “It’s probably going to kill me not to be inside you though.”
“But—” I protested, pouting because all I could think about was that we could be doing this right
